I would say he’s the only “mature” one of us four- the one who absolutely refuses to do anything that’s even slightly mischievous, the one who remembers to remind everyone else to call aunts and uncles, the one who avoids the heated discussions about religion in favor for contemplative silence. He’s also the least annoying out of the boys and the only person in the family who keeps scoring medals. He eats all the chocolate (and hides whatever he doesn’t eat), he’s the only soul on earth that Whitey likes, and he is really, really, really tall. He’s quite evil, he’s extremely loving, and he sometimes comments here and there anonymously.
Well, he’s Omar.
And Omar is now legal.